Friday, November 23, 2012

Past 4am Thoughts

  • Why did I watch TLC at THIS hour?! All these food is making me hungry!!! And F my life, The Layover's Rome episode made me wanna rob a bank, get money enough to travel in Roma Italia and eat all those food Anthony Bourdain ate. That roast pig looks so F-ing good right now :( And beer, and gelato and pizza and pasta oh God whyyyy did I watch this!?
  • I should prolly be sleeping right now. 12pm movie date with the boyfriend later! And yes, I will watch Breaking Dawn part 2 again for Boyfriend's sake (and Taylor Lautner's abs, shhh)!! 
  • My nails need to be done soon. Been on hibernate mode (meaning no nailpolish/mani-pedi) for about a week now. I NEED TO PAINT THEM ASAP!
  • My planner is in pretty bad shape. I think it's about to give up on a few weeks, 3 weeks tops. Good thing it's almost December hihihi! SB 2013 planner, wait for me baby! :)
  • Why am I still not sleeping? 
  • Oh God what will I wear laterrrr
  • Will turn this thing off in a few.
  • JK, I'm still downloading The OC Mix (1-5). Not gonna turn it off lolololol
  • I miss Daddy. 
  • He'd prolly kill me if he catches me, still up and blogging.
  • That shrimp I ate for dinner is making my lips itchy bitchy right now. Not allergic, but why is it so itchy bitchy?! :(
  • My blog is getting a tad bit boring. So here are 2 crazy Mona Luiza pics for you! 
  • And you're prolly bored reading all my thoughts.
  • So goodnight you bored, lovely reader! :*
xx, Lui! 

Thursday, November 22, 2012

When Love Arrives

(I do not own this. I did not make this, but for Christ's sake! I just can't not have this on my blog. This may or may not have been the first poem that made me cry. It's just so sad, and beautiful at the same time. Thank you, Vern Enciso, for sharing this lovely poem.)

WHEN LOVE ARRIVES by Sarah Kay and Philip Kaye

I knew exactly what love looked like; in seventh grade. 
Even though I hadn’t met love yet, if love had wandered into my homeroom,
I would’ve recognized him at first glance. Love wore a hemp necklace. 
I would’ve recognized her at first glance, love wore a tight french braid. 
Love played acoustic guitar and knew all my favorite Beatles songs. 
Love wasn’t afraid to ride the bus with me. 
And I knew, I just must be searching the wrong classrooms, 
just must be checking the wrong hallways, she was there, I was sure of it. 
If only I could find him.

But when love finally showed up, she had a bow cut. 

He wore the same clothes every day for a week. 
Love hated the bus. 
Love didn’t know anything about The Beatles. 
Instead, every time I try to kiss love, our teeth got in the way.
Love became the reason I lied to my parents. 
"I’m going to—Ben’s house." 
Love had terrible rhythm on the dance floor, but made sure we never missed a slow song. 
Love waited by the phone because she knew that if her father picked up it would be: 
“Hello? Hello? I guess they hung up.”
And love grew, stretched like a trampoline.

Love changed. 
Love disappeared
slowly, like baby teeth, losing parts of me I thought I needed. 
Love vanished like an amateur magician, 
and everyone could see the trapdoor but me. 
Like a flat tire, there were other places I had planned on going, 
but my plans didn’t matter. 
Love stayed away for years, and when love finally reappeared, 
I barely recognized him. 
Love smelt different now, had darker eyes, a broader back, 
love came with freckles I didn’t recognize. 
New birthmarks, a softer voice. 
Now there were new sleeping patterns, new favorite books. 
Love had songs that reminded him of someone else, 
songs love didn’t like to listen to. So did I. 
But we found a park bench that fit us perfectly, 
we found jokes that make us laugh. 
And now, love makes me fresh homemade chocolate chip cookies. 
But love will probably finish most of them for a midnight snack. 
Love looks great in lingerie but still likes to wear her retainer. 
Love is a terrible driver, but a great navigator. 
Love knows where she’s going, 
it just might take her two hours longer than she planned. 
Love is messier now, not as simple
Love uses the words “boobs” in front of my parents. 
Love chews too loud. 
Love leaves the cap off the toothpaste. 
Love uses smiley faces in her text messages. 
And turns out, love shits!

But love also cries. 

And love will tell you you are beautiful and mean it, 
over and over again. 
You are beautiful. 
When you first wake up, “you are beautiful.” 
When you’ve just been crying, “you are beautiful.” 
When you don’t want to hear it, “you are beautiful.” 
When you don’t believe it, “you are beautiful.” 
When nobody else will tell you, “you are beautiful.” 
Love still thinks—you are beautiful. 
But love is not perfect and will sometimes forget, 
when you need to hear it most, you are beautiful, do not forget this.
Love is not who you were expecting, 
love is not what you can predict. 
Maybe love is in New York City, already asleep, 
and you are in California, Australia, wide awake. 

Maybe love is always in the wrong time zone, 

Maybe love is not ready for you.
Maybe you are not ready for love. 
Maybe love just isn’t the marrying type. 
Maybe the next time you see love is twenty years after the divorce, 
love looks older now, but just as beautiful as you remembered. 
Maybe love is only there for a month. 
Maybe love is there for every firework, 
every birthday party, every hospital visit. 

Maybe love stays—maybe love can’t. 
Maybe love shouldn’t.

Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to, 
and love leaves exactly when love must. 
When love arrives, say, 
“Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.” 
If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. 
Turn off the music, listen to the quiet, whisper, 
“Thank you. Thank you for stopping by.”

xx, Lui! 

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Outfit post: We'll Be Coming Back

So here's what I wore last Undas. It's been quite a long time since I last posted an outfit post sooooo I decided to wear something out of the ordinary. Mehehe. I don't usually wear sneakers but wth, I was feeling a bit adventurous that day so I did. And not a regret was made! (especially since we went to the park afterwards, whew!)

Wore matchy-matchy outfit with my sisters! One of the greatest things about having 3 sisters is that we can exchange and borrow clothes from one another, making dressing up more fun!! I'm the 3rd daughter and having a skinny bod gets me to wear all clothes, from the oldest, ate Loreen, to the bunso, Lizette. 

On to the outfit, I borrowed my younger sister's plaid shirt and traded my black Converse with her blue ones. Hihi! Added my cutesy-backpack from Vietnam, and voila! I look like a camper! Well, sort of. ;) 

Pa-fierce kunwari hihihi pagbigyan! 

Handmade friendship bracelets courtesy of yours truly! Made another one sooo watch out for that :) 
Don't you just love the subtle aztec print on this bag? Plus the color/s! I was lucky enough to get this bag since it's the last stock they got at Ben Tanh Market (Vietnam).  

Don't forget to hype this look on Lookbook!

Plaid polo: Hot Kiss | Bag: Vietnam | Sneakers: Converse
Here are some of the photos last Undas! :) Enjoy! 
Himlayang Pilipino >> Loyola Memorial >> Ninoy Aquino Parks and Wildlife >> Marikina Riverbanks! Tiring day, but fun, fun, fun! 

It's only been 8 months but we miss you Lolo. Christmas and New Year will never be the same again. Hope you're happy chilling and drinking beer with God up there hehehe :) WE MISS YOU! :)

Sisters! Lizette, moi, Ate Louise and Ate Loreen. Plaid lovin'!!!! <3

Love these girls to bits!!! 
Find the odd one! (May mapagpanggap na Red Keds! Hahaha!)
Baby Keish! Gosh, she's so big na! Awww :') Cutiepatootie!
Cowboys! Santa Monica vs. Canada! Haha! Candid photo of Dad and kuya Bonbon :)
Cousin John-john! Fisheeyeeeee~ 

My very maarte pamangkin! Manang-mana sa Titas niya! Haha!

Split shot! 2 Lizettes bullying Therese! Hahahaha!

As to this post's title, I am currently addicted to Calvin Harris' We'll Be Coming Back. Such a feel good song! Listen to it! :) Bet you'll get LSS too! Hahaha! 

xx, Lui! 

Tuesday, November 13, 2012


"I love everything about her. And I'm not a guy who says that lightly. I'm a guy who has faked love his entire life. I thought love was just something idiots thought they felt. But this woman has a hold on my heart that I could not break if I wanted to. And there have been times that I wanted to. It has been overwhelming and humbling and even painful at times, but I could not stop loving her any more than I could stop breathing. I am hopelessly, irretrievably in love with her. More than she knows."

(Barney about Robin, HIMYMS8E6) 

Currently hyperventilating on this week's episode. Ugh, I ship them so hard!! ACCIO EPISODE 7!!! 

Monday, November 12, 2012

110612. For the Boyfriend

In an hour, I will love you.
For 29 months and 10 days, I still do.
5 years, 12 years, maybe,
I know I'd love you through and through.

I love how you always challenge me,
like you've always been born to be.
I love you how you call me baby,
and how you treat me like a lady.

I love how, when we'd order fries,
you'd always ask for a bag of salt, or two.
I love how you treat me nice,
just how you are supposed to.

I love it when you speak the truth,
even though it hurts, at least you're honest.
I love it when you sing me songs,
your voice, the best among the rest.

I can't stand not being with you,
for you take away all the blues.
I can never be away,
in your arms, I'd be more than willing to stay.

I may never understand how you can love me,
your girlfriend, who's bipolar and moody.
I've never met someone like you, baby,
you still love me even if I'm a tad bit crazy.

The shortcomings, and flaws you have,
I love you even though you make me mad.
You made me cry, you made me laugh,
through it all, you're the best I've ever had.

I never planned on loving you,
but the first time we met, I always knew.
That you will always be the one for me,
Is forever okay, baby?

xx Lui! ♥ 

Wanderlust: Visayas Part 1!

Hello, dearies! As promised, here's the LEGIT blog post of my 8 -day vacay in Samar/Leyte! First of all, I, Maria Luiza Elardo Ordoño, forgot to take outfit shots, on purpose. Haha! I just spent my vacation bonding with my mom's side of the family and boy, it was  so much fun! The last time I bonded with them was when I was, I dunno, 6 or 7 years old? Imagine? 12 years had already passed! Actually, it was my first time to go to my Mom's hometown. My younger sister and I were born here in MNL while my older sisters were born, well in Palompon. I've never had the chance to go there. And as they say, first times are always unforgettable.

Not to bore you guys with my blab, here are some of the pictures! Enjoy!! 

Ate Louise and I. We look alike, noh?
Mom and tito Bobet

The only thing I love about red-eye flights: watching the sun rise!
Packed up a lot! Haha! 
Insert ate Loreen and baby Keish here!
I'm a friggin' bee again! Bzzt bzzt! 
Went to Gramps' grave first before heading to Basey. :)
Hello soldier Gramps. My mom told me a lot about you. Sigh, I wish I've met you. 

Slippers! Hahahahahaha!
Mandatory family shot!
Dad's office in Basey! The only place in Basey where there's wifi!! Hahaha!
Ahhh, the beach!!!
We actually slept all day on our first day in Basey. Red-eye flight + too much excitement = NO SLEEP. Swam our asses off the next morning, though. Love how secluded the beach was! I mean, it was just us! The beach was all ours.. well, except for the two stray dogs we found lurking around. It was really relaxing. I miss it already!

The next photos are.. umm.... sort of, in lack of better term,  "nakakaumay" Hahaha! Me wearing a 2-piece is not something I'd usually post here on my blog but since this might be the only time I am THIS skinny, I might as well share it to you. Please, no judging okaaaaaay? Thanks! :)

A- waitforit- MAZING!!! Just look at that view!

Vain photo #1. Mehehe.
Vain photo #2
"Ate, ate picture-an mo ko ng nakatalikod, daliiii!" Oh the things I do for blogging. Haha!

Vain photo #3
Ang ganda... ng background. Hahaha!

Vain photo #4
I hate how these photos turned out. Against the light!! I actually had to click "backlight" a few times on Photoscape just to make the picture brighter. Oh well. Ginusto ko 'tong shot na 'toh eh! Haha!
Vain photo #5. 
Fun fact: I can't get fat. As much as I'd love to be a fatty, I can't. Trust me, I eat like a pig every meal, and I sleep a lot but nothing happens! I'm still a 25. I used to be a 28 but I tried on my younger sister's skinny pants and guess what?! It fit me! And it's a freakin' 25! Now almost all of my pants are either loose or baggy. I know a lot of girls' dream is to be skinny, or at least, eat a lot and not get fat, but believe it or not, I don't. I always get scolded by my Dad about how our dogs seem to be fatter than I am but just so everyone knows, I'm trying. Really, really trying to get fat.  

Vain photo #6.

Vain photo #7!
My tummy's a little bit bulged here. Heavy breakfast, I'm sorry! Hahaha! 
And so, that ends part 1 of my Visayas trip! I've actually been to 3 places in Viasayas: Basey, Tacloban and Palompon! Will blog about the other 2 soon, so, stay tuned!!

xx, Lui!